Pick me, choose me, love me

One of the reasons I used to be so insecure was because I always thought to myself, there's always going to be someone that's better than me. People are always going to love another person a little more than me, so why invest myself into someone that will never choose me? How could I possibly … Continue reading Pick me, choose me, love me

The summer of my dreams

Coming home this summer was like a breath of fresh air. I've had one of the best summers I could have ever asked for. It wasn't perfect in the mainstream beach everyday and summer romance kind of way. It was perfect because everything I did was on my own personal goal list, or just plain … Continue reading The summer of my dreams